Virtue

 Virtue is a sensible case to speak about, especially when she herself is adressed, not her harlequinesque counterpart, convention.

To make things easier, there is something we may have a better grip on: virtuosity.

It is something you gave your all to achieve.

Then, virtue would be that what inspired you to give your all, as such, it is more related to endurance than to charisma.

Following that narrative, virtue is something which inspires an individual to grow beyond, to thrive, to get in touch with the untouchable.

Now it makes sense why a reader might profit from developing said headliner.

Thesis is, it will get you in tune.

Praxis, once again, looks quiet different, for the „how“ of how it will get you in tune is lacking closer description.

Some observances may be made nonetheless: In the stage of the first encounter with the unencounterable, a system seems to be a must. Anything will do in the beginning, given two base components are united: Rigidity and a certain liking for that what established said rigidity.

Now, to avoid a maze, we stay with the principle underneath, which shows itself here in bringing the Two to life: One, an affinity, two, a fixed state, „This, not that“.

As we are dealing with the untouchable, those systems, matured wherever, naturally encompass that what is known, and for the cherry: „All of it“, which brings forth a lot of those developing a „know it all“ attitude once one such system has been integrated.

Alas, virtue implies that it is not so, for she is linked to the real untouchable, unknowable, thus drawing us towards her and giving us the chance to encounter the knowable variables on our journey, so how could it be that covering that what is known implies „All of it“?

That cherry is premature.

Virtue, as a reader, begins to show thereafter, once the realisation struck that „all of it“ consists of mostly unknown variables where our best effort can be to get in touch with them, thus developing a feel.

It shows in the moment where you realise that the „out there“ contains the attibute of beeing inmeasurable and decide to stick with it nontheless, instead of throwing the cards into a dumpster – which, again, leaves room for virtue, for you may well decide to stick with 'em nonetheless after you threw them into a dumpster!

It shows in the moment where you realise that you are riding a bus – neither did you build one yourself, nor did you paint it, you ain't even drivin' it, but riding.

Virtue lets you get off at the next stop, in search of materials to make a bus.

If you follow through, you may not have invented it, but you are the cause of it.

It is that moment where paint-markers become a weirdly attractive choice and you end up changing some tiny detail, like „please“ to „peace“, or vice versa, or cut off borders for the sake of it, thus beginning to add your own touch, thereby, again, getting in touch with the untouchable.

There is a hinge in it, and that one is fairly well known, it is honesty towards oneself – not others.

By aspiring to live and read true to others, you will diminish, wholesomely, at that.

By aspiring to live and read true to yourself, you will develop, wholesomely, at that.

The choice is all yours to make.